#((rip

[offreedom]

if you ever find yourself in an argument with keira, never expect her to say i'm sorry. she's too stubborn to admit that she was in the wrong (even though she is always in the wrong.)

[offreedom]

get to know the mun.

what's your phone wallpaper: it’s an animation of a gray cat with a yellow butterfly. Maybe I’ll ss it later lmao

last song you listened to: You & I - Pvris

currently reading: I don’t think it counts as reading but I’m listening to the audiobook of Twilight

last movie: The Super Mario Movie lmao

last show: Wednesday

what are you wearing right now: Flannel jacket, my favourite pink tank top & tan shorts

piercings/tattoos?: My ears are pierced. No tattoos yet :(

glasses/contacts?: I wear glasses cause your girl is nearsighted asf. 

last thing you ate: Loaded tater tots!

favorite colors: Pastel pink. Like not too vibrant but soft & easy on the eyes.

current obsession: Serial Killer docs & horror podcasts. Seriously, I can probably make a death look like an accident & the FBI are probably watching my search history sobs.

do you have a crush right now?: My wonderful fiance is my crush. 

favorite fictional character: Leon Kennedy from RE. Need I say more? God that man. OH and yeah I guess Keira lmao

tagged by: @islandiis ♡

tagging: Whoever wants to do it ♡

[offreedom]

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JAMESTOWN, WEST VIRGINIA, 1610.

WHACK.

The stick came down quickly on her open palm, sore & red. Blisters were beginning to form at the base of her fingers, they had been at this for a while now. Tears welled in her eyes, threatening to spill over, but Grace kept her composure, as good as any child could.

"Read it again." The teacher commanded, circling the small desk that confined the child. An open Bible sat in front of her, the pages stained with tears from past attempts to appease. Try as she may, the words before her were nothing but gibberish, but there was no lack of trying. Each syllable was foreign on her tongue with the attempt to sound them out, but none of it ever made any sense.

"I can-"

WHACK.

A whimper of pain, her fingers twitching as if to close in on themselves. It hurts.

"We went over this lesson just yesterday. Are you lame, girl?" Lectures & lessons, every day it was the same thing, tiring attempts to read a language brought from the Old World & Grace fighting back tears from each failed attempt. It was becoming too much, but pain would make an excellent teacher.

Grace didn't understand the sneers & glares from the settlers. A devil child, they called her. Raised by savages & in desperate need of their help. They saw her with blonde hair & blue eyes & decided that she had been one of them, but Grace had never felt so alone.

She missed her friends on the other side of the wooden fence she couldn't cross. A life she had been severed from, wild & carefree with skinned knees and wide smiles running through fields of tall corn crops.

That life was gone now.

"We'll pick up later, then." The woman decided, slamming the Bible closed. "Review the scripture & try not to disappoint me."

Grace slipped from the chair without another word, her injured hand still throbbing.  There was never a point of complaining, it would only fall on deaf ears.

Maybe if Arthur were here.. it'd be easier

Get a glimpse of Keira's memories.

[usuragan]

ok so update, i didn't find my glasses after re-tracing my steps twice. so guess i'll be blind. :'))

[offreedom]

You should date Russia

❝ I would rather be a colony again before that happens. Not even if he gets on his knees and begs. ❞

[reeses-pieces-main]

"Alright, let's count our points, Kiyo."

-Mondo

“Oh yes! It’s that time isn’t it?” He grins rather confident in the work he put in. “Let’s count them up!”

@shsl-bosozoku-mondo-oowada

[usuragan]

Sasuke knew better than to doubt his guide's methods and ways of acting. It was his job to keep the Genin safe, whether or not he actually did it out of obligation or genuine care was to be debated, and Sasuke didn't care which answer would be correct. It's with caution did a hand rise to his shoulder, fingertips gracing the seal that contained the power lingering within. It's creation made to make desperation appealing, a tempting low hanging fruit that would no doubt appeal to any foolish creature - a perfect trap for someone like Sasuke.

❝Say this seal should one day fail.❞ Highly unlikely situation, given Kakashi's expertise and knowledge, but he had to know. It was a possibility. ❝What would you do then? If I should fall into his trap and use it, what would happen then?❞ No one would have a proper answer to such dire questions, but morbid curiosity lead him here. Sasuke trusted Kakashi, to an extent, so should he be blamed for questioning the strength behind such efforts to keep him safe?

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